Apart from Yan Junyu, the only person at the scene skilled in martial arts, Han Zhiyun, watched the stern-faced Xiao Ruiyuan in horror, hardly able to believe that such an expert could exist in this world.
Thinking of Xiao Ruiyuan's age, a torrent of admiration surged through him like an endless river, not once feeling inferior that someone younger could so completely outmatch him in martial skills, something that should shame him to no end!
If Han Zhiyun felt this way, not to mention the others. Men and children watched the fearsome deity before them with a mix of fear and reverence, all the while filled with awe for the powerful.